Ye Xinyu disapproved of her attitude, with sharp eyes and eyebrows, "Are you insulting me with insinuations?"
Nan Jiaojiao looked at her puzzled, "Which sentence hit a nerve with you?"
"Is Feisheng nearby so poor that it can't even find a café?"
"I can find one, but I don't want to drink. I've noticed you've been quite busy these past few days, so I'm asking you. If that's all you want to say, then take your condescending attitude elsewhere. I can't be bothered."
"Nan Jiaojiao, is this how you talk to your sister?!"
Ye Xinyu probably didn't hear what Nan Jiaojiao said clearly.
Otherwise, how could her mouth be so fast?
Nan Jiaojiao turned and left.
She changed her expression, wanting to call out for her to stop but didn't dare. She knew too well that her relationship with Nan Jiaojiao wasn't good, so she had to follow and hurriedly said, "I just want to ask you a few questions."
Nan Jiaojiao glanced at her but said nothing; instead, she sat down on the nearby bench.
